Love's Note

The soothing sound of the unforgotten memories,
The tranquil air,
The silent sea,
The love I own, forever I now offer to thee!

The kisses and hugs,
The merry laughs,
Those tears in your eyes,
The pearls uncought…bruised within…

The truth of your eyes,
Are vivid as the unspoken words,
Silent; yet haunting; heard…overwhelmed,
The depth of love; demystified and stood

The seldom love, paid in full,
The unthought God, turned to be true,
Love’s by luck, not by chance,
May it linger, may it last.

I love you dear,
Forever I stay,
The promises made,
Never does betray,

Love’s my life,
My life is you,
So I say,
“Life’s short lived,
I forever love you.”

The Chosen One

Amidst the passing crowd,
There stood a damsel, fair faced like the moon,
Loved by all, beloved to one,
I stood in dismay, was it me?

I then wondered, the existence of hers,
Her face played in my eyes,
Her memories ran across my heart,
Her shy smile…melted him down,
Her sweet voice in melody, echoed everywhere.

Her eyes, like that of a doe,
Her face, like the moon above,
Her mystical smile,…the Lisa’s* smile,
Her dark black hair that fell down her face…
The dark black night it called…

Earthly child, yet never does she resemble one,
Eyed by all, loved by one,
The one she loves…the one she owns…
The one she; holds him close,
The one who drinks by her lips…
The one who dreams…on her lap…

He would bring her, her joys and smiles,
Kiss away her pain…those falling tears,
Hold her close, fight the world for her,…
The Chosen One, is just for her.

No I sit back, puzzled with illusion,
“The Chosen One, who would it be?
Pounds of heart does beat to her,
For whom shall; but her heart beat?

Words never does, serve their purpose,
Words retreated…distorted…never heard,…
The Chosen One, would she get?
She’s an earthly child,
An earthly man, she will get!

* Lisa: Mona Lisa

War Widow

Wife: “Shh! Lie down, close your eyes,
I’ll come back,
Just once I’ll go,
And never again,” he had said.

I let him go,
For trust in love,
I trusted him,
He kissed my lips, and we then parted…

Soldier: My beloved, the war is harsh,
My friends die,
I weep. They wish my safety, bloody hands…
Yet I fear,…what next second brings to me

My fate is flickering…my luck in dismay,
I wish not me…I wish not me,
Yet, ‘spite of it, your memories still fills my heart,
I will come…I wish to come…

Wife: Yet you never came,
Trusted love, betrayed by luck,
I now weep…do you hear?
I now weep…do you see?

Soldier: My love, I write to you,
A friend close to me died ago*,
I am scared…I fear…
His body…shredded to pieces…stepped a mine…

I cried, it is hard to explain,
My heart’s stiff,…
Am I a living dead? I fondly ask,
Just don’t weep…I will be back…I wish to come…

Wife: I pray, sit below the Blessed,
You be home, kids are waiting…I am waiting…
Your daughter says, “when is daddy coming?”
I weep…your promise…

Soldier: My love, how am I to say,
Luck betrayed love,
You are an illusion never will I reach,
I am stuck here, I cannot run…
My kids, I guess, look my way,
So do you…yet, an illusion you are to reach,…
Say the kids,
Daddy’s bringing a surprise…I’m coming home.

Wife: I wait for you,
The kids are waiting in front of the door,
With every stopping van,
They think it’s you,
I pray it’s you…

Soldier: A van is coming, combat coloured,
Send the kids inside,
You come towards it,
Hug me, kiss me…just don’t you cry…

Wife: “Shh! Lie down, close your eyes,
I will com back,
Just once I’ll go,
And never again,” he had said.

I lay down,
Closed my eyes,
Opened my eyes,
You never came…
You just went…
You never came…you never came…

A wonderful surprise, you gave to me,
You never came…you never came.,
See my wet eyes that longs your way,
Please come back home…
Never will you,,,you just went…you just went.

Peace.

The Choosen One

Amidst the passing crowd,
There stood a damsel, fair faced like the moon,...
Loved by all, beloved to one,
I stood in dismay, was it me?

I then wondered, the existance of hers,
Her face played in my eyes,
Her memories ran across my heart,
Her shy smile...melted him down,
Her sweet voice in melody echoed everywhere.

Her eyes, like that of a doe,
Her face, like the moon above,
Her mystical smile,...the Lisa's smile,
Her dark black hair that fell down her face...
The dark night it called...

Earthly child, yet never does she resemble one,
Eyed by all, beloved by one,
The one she loves...the one she owns...
The one she; holds him close,
The one who drinks by her lips...
The one who dreams...on her lap...

He would bring her, her joys and smiles,
Kiss away her pain...those falling tears,
Hold her close, fight the world for her...
The Choosen One, is just for her,...

Now I sit back, puzzled with illusion,
"The Choosen One, who would it be?
Pounds of heart does beat to her,
For whom shall; but her heart beat?"

Words never does, serve their purpose,
Words retreated...distorted...never heard,...
The Choosen One, would she get?
She's an earthly child,
An earthly man, she will get!

The Great Gatsby's Song

I.
The money could, forever buy loves,
Yet never could I buy, the love of yours,
For the money I own
Are poor in front of the well-loved eyes of yours.

Love to you, forever does last, within my heart,
Cherished eternally, 'spite my short lived life,
The pounding heart, beats by your name,
The greatness of love, overwhelmed.

The darkness of my life,
Glowed by the bright love's sphere of yours,
For eternal shall your warmth touch me by my heart,...
The coldness of air buried in the grave's deep core...

My love to you does prevail,
"Unavailed Love," you still yet veil,
The hearts of emotions dare not betray,
My love to you, forever shall stay.

The twists and turns, the ups and downs,
Farewells more than those welcomes,
Will I see you? I doubt myself,
The world goes round, I will one day!

And now I meet you,
Too late to say; I love you dear,
Yet my heart speaks those words of love,
My heart speaks those words of love,
My mouth stays mum, you never can hear,


Dazzled...perplexed by the beauty you own,
I wonder why, love is tested by the immortal time,
The cool breeze sways away my love,
Did you sense...the air around?

II.
He was a man, a lover within,
The blame taken, all by him,
"Never did I, yet I take the blame,
My beloved's mistake, I head to self."

Thus one day I went,
To the mansion he owned,
Via the gate, to the pool,
Blood floated over the tiled passage,
Gatsby dead...shot to dead,
George dead...shot to self...

Yet his love forever shall last,
"Weeping Daisy, never cry,
For your tears, will I see still,
Love lost, to the time blessed,

Yet our love,
Forever long, will linger on,
Echo by your blooming name,
Daisy Fay...Daisy Love..." the letter of his pocket read.

Humble Love

The gentle breeze blows with a fluttering noise,
And gently touch you on your face,
Then spread my fragrance and my love,
Shall reach to you to fill my place.

Loved by heart, forever you shall last,
Stand against all the odds,
You linger to my memories for long,
So I kiss the wind, to kiss your lips,
And embrace the breeze, to hold you near.

Distance does set us apart,
Yet the pounding hearts, binds us together,
Miles of distance covered by the wind for me,
I'm next to you, forever I will be.

It had not been merely the shining stars,
But the gentle breeze,
The fluttering noise,
The humble love!

The exhilariting ripple of your voice,
Now echoes in my ears,
Warm with love, your sweet voice sings,
Love knows no boundary, crosses if it exists,

So I stay; calm and pleased,
And the love grown, bethroned by your words,
And thus I say, with pride I possess,

"I love the wind, for it touches you,
The shining stars that falls on you tonight,
Thy creator that made you,
And my heart for it loves you.

Isbella

She sings and dance,
Runs wild with merry face,
Her sweet voice sings with the wind,
A merry girl Isbella.

Last night I saw her from my windowpane,
She was in the street,
Walking slowly below the mnon lit street,
Tears in her eyes, Oh! Isbella.

Next day I saw the weather gray,
Isbella thence danced,...the grayness was bright,
Her glimmering face, piercing the dark clouds above,
The sun thus rose, her face bright and warm...

A day she smiled and danced,
The weather bright and warm,
The next day her face etched long haunting memories,
I thus asked, she and me, the night cold and stiff...

"Your merry face, the sun shines bright,
Next day your face etches long haunting memories,
I fondly wonder why it's so,
I get bothered, just why is it so?"

Her voice thus trembled,
She cried in a weeping note,
The night's cold wind howled,
The ocean's silence, raised in rage,
She held me close, I wiped her tears...

Her embrace spoke it all,
All her memories, blown by the wind,
She thus smiled, I was pleased,
Her daunting voice, now was sweet.

Thus the other day,
I then saw her on the street,
She waved to me, her merry face...her sweet song heard,
Those haunting memories, forever forgotten...

Merry Isbella,
Stay forever long,
Your tears shall never again fall,
Save your smile,
Everyone will see,
For a part of my love resides on thee...